Wednesday, January 6
Friday, January 1
To A Fine New Year
A Prosperous and Happy New Year to us all.
Thank you my dear friends one and all for a very successful show season. Your support inspires me to a new level of creativity for the new year and the new decade. My hope is that we all find our joy and carry it with us into our work and home. Many new characters, as well as old friends, will be joining me at my shows this spring. I hope to see you and to chat. Until then, keep warm, be well and smile. Seamstress of Blackstone
Wednesday, December 30
Sunday, December 27
That which Soothes the Soul
When my world becomes frayed around the edges, I search out my needle, patterns and fabric. I find a quiet spot for Seumas and I by the fire and spend hours counting squares and transfering the pattern to fiddlers cloth that is my favorite. I hope you enjoy seeing these photos as much as I the stitiching.
Sunday, December 20
And wander'd through the snowbound land,
And calling to beasts and birds
Bid them his message understand.
And from the forest all wild things
That crept or flew obeyed love's call,
And learned from him the golden words
Of brotherhood for one and all."
Happy, Happy Solstice
Friday, December 11
Deck the Halls
Tuesday, November 10
Labels:
blackstone studio,
christmas,
holidays,
prairie doll,
santa,
seamstress of blackstone,
sheep,
snowmen,
vintage,
yuletide
Sunday, November 1
Labels:
christmas,
ice,
north pole,
penquin,
snowmen
Monday, June 29
Baptism Day
Good Monday morning to you. Yesterday was Norah's Baptism Day, she was christened Norah Lynn Dickens. It was beautiful, my oldest daughter Jenn was godmother and Norah wore a cotton gown embrodiered with tiny shamrocks that were also on the bonnet. Soon I will have some photos as I forgot my camera as usual. it is wonderful to have this amazing family.
Thursday, June 25
The Times They are achanging...
Today,I have read a few blogs and spoke to a few people at the apothecary and I have been greatly impressed by the amount of change happening in all of our lives. Some of my friends are sad at their changes and yet others embrace them like a wild ride. It makes me wonder is it the time of my life to notice such things or is it the time of man? Are we preparing or just living? I ponder this and wonder whats next, hoping it will be a time of joy and human love, better than any time before, for all of us. Let's open our hearts to each other and listen.
Friday, May 29
Juliette of the Herbs
Juliette de Bairacli Levy went home.
She past away at the 28 of May 2009 peaceful without pains.
Juliette was considered the mother of modern herbal studies and was the first to create a holistic way of raising animals. I learned all I know of natural animal rearing from her books. She left traditional medicine to learn from the Gypsies and peasants of Europe. She will be missed by all who practice herbal medicine.
Sunday, February 22
Granny's Kitchen Table
I've just been reminded of the story telling that wove it's way around my grandparents kitchen table. When I was a little girl my grandfather told me stories of how he was raised on a horse farm in Virginia. Uncle Henry was the son of freed slaves and he and his wife Mae lived on the farm. Uncle Henry helped with the farm and taught my Grandfather all he knew or ever needed to know about horsemanship and life. Aunt Mae tended to the children and helped with the house chores. My Grandfather loved them as his own and always had a tear in his eye and a soft voice when he spoke of them. This pattern is from the hands and heart of Netty LaCroix but when I finished and looked at the doll before me I saw the kind eyes of Uncle Henry and so it is. Maybe Aunt Mae will present herself some where down this road of sewing folk characters. My memory is full with these folks, I surely hope they come to call
Saturday, February 14
Thursday, January 1
To Bring Them Home
In the past few months I have found myself drawn to folk heroes and the music that tells these tales. Coal miners, itinerant farmers, homesteaders, men who worked the rails and their families. These people are the salt of the earth and their stories untold. I will tell these stories by sewing folk characters and giving each of them a life tale. Some patterns I have found among the work of some very talented artists and some will come from my heart, inspired by story and song. Please enjoy them as I present them to you. Some of my photos are rough but they will get better I promise.
"Whenever they's a fight so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Whenever they's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there . . . . I'll be in the way guys yell when they're mad an'-I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry an' they know supper's ready. An' when our folks eat the stuff they raise an' live in the houses they build-why, I'll be there." Tom Joad, The Grapes of Wrath
Saturday, July 26
Wednesday, July 23
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